Paris by Night Lyrics

Ha haaa

Sekret Shadoz we out livin' lavish in Paris poppin' bottles of Dom P.

Bitch, if you don't like than tant pis

That means, "that's yo' ass" in french baby, don't go blamin' the fate you chose on me

One seven a b

Ha ha

Eastbird on the track, motherfucker

Paris by night, champagne n' love

Hey

Paris by night, 'til the sun shows up

Hey (Buckle up baby, it's about to get real)

It's bubbles in the clear ones

Hollar if you hear one seven in yo' ears

Gunnin' like this was year one (Brhhhh)

We on da waves wit' da pears n a gaggle o' hoes n' still lookin' for them bitches

(Where they at?) who knows?

They probably still posin' (yah?)

I keep the limited edition for the chosen

A nigga stays closin' keepin' shorties wantin' to stay close

I might need extra hands to carry these pesos (Whooh)

We in a limo, so we not on the same boat the caviar infused vodka says so (Aye)

The drip get 'em confused, I'm all juice baby on the regular makin' moves (Yep)

It's game, yo (Bouyah)

Make it look like we layin' low

Steady preppin' in da shades to pull up with this insane flow (Whoop)

They know where to go when it's wednesday

Close yo' eyes n' picture me rollin' as you press play

Paris by night, champagne n' love

Hey

Paris by night, 'til the sun shows up

Hey (Buckle up baby, it's about to get real)

Gbolipka, seritcha, bunikta, toleka

Spend it how I get it, so I don't get to go regrettin'

Gbolipka, seritcha, bunikta, toleka

Live in the moment, 'cause tomorrow might never even come yeah

Fuck blanks, around here it's live rounds only

Lil' mama told me she don't go for nothin' less than five rounds (Yo)

Well bow down let me get on it n' "Paw! Paw!" (Paw!)

Spit on it shorty sittin' on it now, wow!

We offshore, so gettin' loud is allowed took her to cloud 9 (Hhmmm)

Then back to the ground, it was about time (Yeah!)

The sun settin' I'ma need a shot of the sky to share in my timeline (Click!)

If I die tonight, I get to go happy man

If I die tonight let it be known I was a scrappin' man (Yeah)

Trap in head on my bags never cappin' man (Brrhhhh)

Nappy man, baller just like my daddy, man (Aye)

That's why my glass goes up then I toast showin' max gratitude to the man

Every time I can (Yes)

Where I am was part of the plan (Whooh)

Sailin' close to the wind, rackin' wins n' poppin' champagne (Biatch!)

Paris by night, champagne n' love

Hey

Paris by night, 'til the sun shows up

Hey (Buckle up baby, it's about to get real)

Paris by night, champagne n' love

Hey (Buckle up baby, it's about to get real)